Resting In His Arms

Today I made a lot of progress because I concentrated on resting in God’s arms as often as possible. I should not say “as often as possible.” I could have done it more often than I did. The correct wording should probably be “as often as I remembered to do it.”

Several times today I asked him to take over the situation and told him that I trusted his judgment in taking care of me. I did that as I was calling two or three creditors to make arrangements. As I was dialing each one, I reminded myself to ask for his help and asked him to take over. I did it again as I prepared to do two or three other tasks today. Each time, I was truly amazed to see how well it worked out.

I believe it worked out because God took over. Some of my non-believing friends would say that it worked because I turned it over to my “subconscious” and that by doing so, I got rid of any stressful mental blockages holding back my cosmic something-or-other. No matter - I felt much better and the situations were much easier to deal with. They all worked out well.

This is a wonderful, almost lighthearted feeling, this feeling of trust and faith. Why, then, don’t I do it more often? The simple answer is that life gets in the way. Yet, today, I was able to push life aside, for a moment or two each time, to allow me to talk with God. How can I train myself to do that all the time?

Maybe I cannot train myself. Maybe the answer is to ask him to remind me each time I need to be reminded. Part of me is afraid that if I trust too much, I’ll forget to do what I’m supposed to and, instead, I’ll kick back and let him do it all. That part of me is being silly, I suspect. I’m not built to sit and do nothing.

So, Dear God, I need to thank you for the times today when you helped me take care of troublesome issues, and I pray that you continue to bless me each time I come to you for help.